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My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

She is a cultivator from another world. She is proficient in refining artifacts, improving elixirs, talisman arrays, medical skills, and even fortune-telling. Due to several unexpected tribulations, her reputation was tarnished and she became the second daughter of the Lu family who harbored ill intentions toward her future brother-in-law. What? She had just been reborn, and she was going to marry a ferocious man who was known as the living Lord of Hell and the second young master of the Mu family whose legs were disabled?! Fine! Since that man was so magnificent and fit her taste, she would marry him anyway! But what happened to his legs being inconvenient? Who was the man who would pounce on her from time to time at night and pamper her until she felt sore all over?! Who was the one that first spread the rumors? Would they dare to come forward? They would most likely be crippled if they did not kill him! [In the modern world, the male and the female are both strong. From evil torturing to extensive face slapping, this story is filled with endless thrills. There are mythical dimensions, cute babies and even (not scary) supernatural occurrences. Both leads are immaculate and pure while the male lead is addicted to doting on his wife!

Mo Qianyi · 都市
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2300 Chs

The Suspect Who Spread the Rumors (3)

編集者: Henyee Translations

Liang Weishu was extremely terrified. He kowtowed to Yang Qingtian as he trembled like he had epilepsy.

"You don't want to die, and neither do I. It's you. You drove me to death. You should give me your life."

Yang Qingtian grabbed Liang Weishu's neck with one hand and forced him to look up at her. "Have you seen how I look after I die? My head broke and was covered with blood. Look, this is it."

As soon as Yang Qingtian finished talking, she gradually turned into her horrifying look with blood all over her face after she died.

"Ahhhh!"

Liang Weishu finally couldn't bear the stimulation. His eyes rolled back and he passed out in shock.

Seeing that he passed out, Yang Qingtian retracted her hand and looked at Lu Zijia behind her. "He didn't say anything. Could it not be him?"

Lu Zijia was speechless: "…" He was already so scared that he passed out. What else could he say?

Lu Zijia cast a spell and woke him up.